Friday, March 23, 2007
My camera stolen
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Dear “Tom”
My camera stolen
I am your other grandfather, the one you have never met. You are three years old, and although I have never met you, I love you dearly and always will. You are my flesh and blood, and always will be. We will meet one day, I am sure.
This is my second and last day in Rome, so I had another quick look round, taking lots more photos. I also sent you a postcard - I hope you get to see it. It's a picture of the Trevi fountain, a very famous fountain that was in a film many years ago showing a young lady who jumped in and splashed arounbd (which you're not supposed to do!). But she was a very pretty young lady and all the men liked watching her on the film!
Grandad also went to the Rome Museum - which was disappointing - and had a glass of wine in one of the squares in the city. Then it was time to go home, and I went on the Metro and the train to get to the airport - takin g a taxi si far too expensive. When I got on the train I realised that my camera, which had been in my coat pocket, was no longer there! Then I rememberered that, when I was in the Metro (the same as the Underground in London that you go on) an Italian man asked me for directions. I thought at the timne that it was funny - after all, he was Italian and he should know which way to go more than me - but now I think that it was just a ruse to distract my attention while another person stole my camera out of my pocket. They must have seen me takign photographs.
I'm not too worried about the camera itself - it wasn't very expensive, and I can soon buy a new one - but all the pictures I took to show Nana Ann have gone and I'll never be able to get them back. I feel like going back to Romne, just for one day, and taking all those photos again. But it just wouldn't be the same.
Loive from
Grandad Kit and Nana Ann
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